I know it's been ages since I've updated. I guess (although its no excuse) real life just got in the way, that and a HUGE amount of writers block. Sorry for the inconvenience. I'll make it a personal goal to not let happen again by updating more often. Hopefully this chapter will make up for it.


Previously on When the Truth is Told……

. "So what do ya want to do today?"

Lexi face lit up. She knew exactly what her father was talking about.

Lexi and Jack went into town earlier that morning while Sam stayed behind in the cabin and lounged around. Two hours after they left father and daughter came waltzing through the front door.

Sam got up off the couch and went over to where her family was standing in the doorway. Once in the foyer she saw a tiny fuzzy kitten in Lexi's arms. Sam bent down and petted the small animal. It was tiny with bright blue eyes and a yellow fur coat.

"What are you going to name him Lexi?" Sam asked still petting the kitten.

Lexi looked up at her father and with a huge smile on her face that revealed her dimples she said, "Homer"


Chapter Nine: Burying the Hatchet

The newly reunited family had been in Minnesota for over two weeks, and as far as Jack O'Neill was concerned it was (for lack of a better word) spectacular. He hadn't felt this way since before the "accident", when everything that he once held dear to him, was stripped away in one fraction of a second. Charlie's tragic death had never been far from Jack's mind. This was his second chance and he was determined to make everything of it.

Lexi was perfect. She definitely was his daughter. Every littleword she uttered sounded as if it camestraight fromJack's mouth. She may sound like her father, but her looks and her inquisitive nature she definitely came from her mother.

Speaking of Sam…their relationship was growing with each passing minute, granted they hadn't "done" anything yet, beyond the occasional kiss or innocent caress. They had come to a mutual agreement: in the best interest of their daughter, they needed to take things slow. To let their relationship progress until they felt it was time to take it to the next level, whatever that may be. For Lexi's sake, they couldn't afford to rush into something and have it turn out poorly. For the time being they decided to sleep in separate rooms. Sam in his bedroom and Jack on the couch.

During the day however they didn't shy away from showing their affection towards one another. This didn't go unnoticed to their daughter. Who couldn't be any happier for her mommy and daddy.

Currently Lexi and Jack were outside enjoying some quality daddy daughter time, shooting some hoops. Years earlier Jack had constructed the basketball rim over top of his garage for Charlie. The young boy had loved brushing up on his game, seeing as he played the sport for his school. But that had been in the past. These days the hoop wasn't getting much use, and as a result was rusting. That was until Lexi had showed up. As soon as the little girl laid eyes on the contraption her eyebrows raised and from then on every spare minute Jack was outside playing with her.

Lexi's mother on the other hand was making a dinner for her family. Jack had found this extremely interesting, and had mumbled something about having the fire department, as well as the nearest pizza joint on speed dial. This earned him a glare from Sam and a chuckle from their daughter. Despite what Jack said, Sam had to admit her culinary skills had improved over the years.

After she checked the chicken one last time she walked toward the sliding glass door. She stood there for several minutes watching the father of her child holding their daughter on his shoulders, giving her a chance to make a dunk shot. The ball swished through the hoop as he satLexi back down on the ground. The two shared a high five and Lexi started to dribble the ball in a circle around her father.

Sam smiled at the sight and took a step outside, just as Jack pickedhislittle girlup to make another shot. The proud father cupped his hands around his mouth to make a noise that sounded like a large crowd, along with several whooping noises.

"Come on you two. Dinners ready." Sam motioned for them to come inside.

"Just a few more minute Momma, Please" Lexi begged.

"Ya mom, Please" Jack said.

How could she say no to those faces, sometimes she swore he could be just as incoragable as their child.

"Alright, two minutes"

"Sweet!" was their reply as the two resumed their daddy- daughter game.

Several minutes later they came through the door.

"Okay honey, go wash your hands."

"Uh, but mom my hands ain't dirty see!" Lexi stated dramatically holding out her hands.

"Squirt," Jack began, crouching down to her level. "-the sooner you wash up the quicker we can eat and maybe, just maybe we might be able to convince your mom to play a little basketball with us."

At the mere thought of playing with her mom and her dad, the little girl with curly blonde hair darted down the hallway towards the bathroom.

Jack resumed his standing position, his knees cracking in the process.

"Soooo, what's for dinner?" he said striding up to Sam a glint of humor in his eye.

"Chicken, peas, macaroni and cheese (with a four year old it was a safe bet)" she said as she tasted the macaroni.

"Mind if I have a taste?"

Sam smiles as he leans in and kisses her lips.

"Mmmm not bad my compliments to the chef." He said licking his own lips.

"Okay now I'm smiling like an idiot." She chuckled to herself.

He laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh I was just thinking five years ago you couldn't even make toast, now look at ya. You're a regular Martha Stewart."

"I wasn't that bad" she said with humor.

"Oh, come on Carter, your idea of a kitchen timer was the smoke detectors going off." He was still chuckling.

He punched him lightly in the shoulder.

She took cooking utensils over to the sink to wash.

Jack came to stand behind her, slowly wrapping his arms around her waist. "Do you know how happy you've made me?" he said into her ear, all seriousness back in his voice.

Sam smiled as he brushed a soft kiss on her cheek.

"When we leave" he squeezed her a little tighter. "-I want you and Lexi to move in with me."

Sam turned to face him never leaving his arms but making eye contact. "Jack that's a pretty big step are you- are you sure?" she stumbled across her words still taken aback by his suggestion. "I mean there's-" She began only to be interrupted by his hand brushing her lips.

He couldn't believe she still doubted "Sam…. I 'm not good at these sort of things-but I've thought a lot about this….I want you with me. If you don't feel comfortable sharing a room then" his brow creased. "we'll work something out."

She leaned forward and brushed a kiss across his lips. "I don't think it'll come to that- needing separate rooms I mean."

Now they were both grinning like idiots.

Jack leaned in about to capture same lips for another kiss when he felt something tugging on his leg. They looked down to find their daughter holding her fuzzy yellow kitten named Homer in her arms, and a HUGE grin plastered on her face with her two little dimples showing.

"So does this mean I need to put in an order to the stork for a baby sister?" The little girl giggled in excitement.


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